But no matter what is said, in Chu Molin's heart, his wife is always first, everything else comes second. After all, his wife is a one-of-a-kind presence in this world.
"You are my wife. If I don't love you, who will I love? Don't ever doubt my love for you again. Although saying this might seem a bit embarrassing, I believe you understand me." Chu Molin pulled the chair closer to the bed, reached out to take his wife's hand, and held it tightly in his palm. He wanted to hold her hand and grow old together.
"I love you too." Qin Xue felt that love should be declared loudly.
"Mm, sleep now." Hearing this, Chu Molin felt a soothing happiness throughout his entire being.
"Alright." Qin Xue smiled. What could be better than mutual love?
The next morning, after Qin Xue got up, she didn't see Chu Molin. It seemed that he left quite early. She really didn't want him to work so hard; it seemed like the plan to buy a car had to be implemented soon.
